Past Mistakes

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Chapter eight – I want you

Relena's head shot up hearing the man answering her with only one single word:

"You."

The first thing she noted when he had spoken was his voice. She could vaguely remember she'd hear it once before. A long time ago, but when? After that, his word and the meaning of it had finally dawned on her. Then in astonishment she'd looked up to see who the person was to dare her say this in her own office.

And now she was staring in amazement in his eyes; Prussian blue. She'd never seen those coloured eyes before. To her own shock she found them beautiful and mysterious and couldn't tear her eyes away from them. He was hiding something in those Prussian blue orbs she'd started to found fascinating so at a sudden. But what was he hiding in the depths of his eyes?

She found herself startled again when he spoke after he'd amusingly been studying her.

"What? In a shock?"

He grinned at her as she cast her eyes down quickly and blushed slightly. Had it only been a stupid joke? She knew she should yell the hell out of him – but she didn't. But if it had been a joke, she hadn't liked it a little.

Relena dared to glance up to look at the man again as her attention first had been captured by his mysterious eyes. He was tall, and had a broad posture. He was even a little more broader than Trowa, but Trowa had been a bit taller.

He was wearing a navy coloured shirt with black denims; he wasn't wearing a suit. He wasn't clothed decent enough for a businessman or maybe he wasn't one. A few buttons of his shirt were left open so that she could've a small view at his bare chest. His body and face and arms were lightly tanned. Relena could see the muscles of his chest and arms as he'd rolled his sleeves up to his elbows. Trowa would never dress like this, Relena knew. But it was true that Trowa had not been as muscular as him. Relena's eyes lingered for a second too long on his lips. He was smirking.

'Just like… Treize…'

She felt herself wince unwillingly as the thought shot through her unclear mind.

His hair was thick, brown and unruly; completely the opposite of Trowa's hair style. He'd to be around the 23 or something. Trowa and he had certainly nothing in common. No.

'Hell, what am I thinking?'

Relena didn't know how quick she'd to look away from this man standing in front of her feeling very confused.

She wasn't as shocked at the fact she'd been studying him while he watched her and grinned broadly. But she was more aware and shocked of the fact she'd been comparing him with Trowa…

Once she herself had said that no one was comparable to Trowa, and now she'd been comparing Trowa with… him. Heero, she remembered Hilde saying again over the phone.

Relena looked up at him as he took a seat opposite her desk without her asking him to sit. She knit her eye brows unsure how to begin what to ask or say. She hid her shock and placing her hands on the desk she crossed her fingers. She breathed deeply.

"If this was a disgusting joke, I didn't like it at all… Mr Yuy."

Her voice was firm and stern. She was sure she'd heard his name before like his voice, but she couldn't remember when. Heero had been studying her fingers while she felt pretty awkward but when she started speaking one of the corners of his mouth slowly lifted up. His eyes met hers before the stunning words came out of his mouth.

"Who said I was joking? I'm dead serious."

Relena felt her eyes burning and her heart hammering as an idiot in her throat as he bent over the table. There was no time to even comprehend what he was going to do. She could at that very moment only stare in his eyes. She'd no doubt now that they were hypnotizing. And she could his warm hand on hers pulling her over the desk towards him feeling his hot, rapid breath on her face.

She wanted to cry out but her lips didn't move.

The first thing Relena thought when his lips crashed almost in fury on her softer ones and she closed her eyes shut, was that she didn't knew a thing about him, but that his name was Heero Yuy, he was the most handsome, dashing and amazing man she'd ever met, and she was sure her father had known him. But Relena didn't have a small chance to consider what that last meant as all her attention was to their adjoined lips. She felt his other hand go up to her head and tilting it a little as he opened his mouth and brushed his tongue demandingly and impatiently at her pink lips. His other hand left her hand it'd been holding and was placed at the nape of her neck.

Relena was surprised by herself as she opened her mouth without any hesitation or what.

A thought rushed trough her mind as his tongue entered her mouth: He was the first person who'd ever kissed her besides Trowa as she didn't count Treize's last two pecks on her lips.

Heero's kiss was rough, hard – too hard, nothing like Trowa's and… Relena couldn't the exact other word that could define it so quickly as her coherent thoughts were lost somewhere. His breathing was growing heavier as another thought entered her mind making her feel sick for moment: This is wrong.

Her neck was starting to get sore from her position. Probably his neck was starting to ache too as she heard him kneel on the desk. His hands left her for keeping his balance on the desk as he almost crawling crossed it to her without stopping kissing her. His both hands settled in her loosely hanging hair now as he'd removed the combs off of her hair and used his hands to press her lips even harder to his. As he crawled on the table Relena heard the files, papers, pens and other things falling clashingly on the wooden floor. It was making much noise, but they didn't seem to be disturbed about it as they were too caught up in their kiss.

'What the hell am I doing?'

Relena thought as he tore his mouth finally away from her to breathe some fresh air in. But Relena couldn't deny that his kisses were amazing. Relena's mind was telling her to stop and say that too to him. This was certainly not good. She knew she shouldn't feel attracted to him and especially not be doing this. Then, Hilde had known Trowa, but who was he? Heero?

Before Relena could say anything Heero crashed his lips with force against hers. His tongue pushed against her lips demanding for entrance. His tongue raved in her mouth ravishing her and not letting her think. Maybe he was doing it on purpose so she couldn't contemplate anything at this moment. But it wasn't only his tongue and his hands that were confusing her; but his scent too. It was intruding her mind and making her crave to be closer to him. Relena could hear the wheelchair squeak under her as he straddled after getting off of her desk; his knees placing on each side of her thigh pressing them together to make room for his knees.

Relena strained against him as he was trying to sit on her lap, her consciousness telling her this wasn't the right place to do things like these. His tongue was running on the tender flesh of her neck towards her collarbone making her moan helplessly.

As his mouth had finally left her kiss bruised lips she found herself contemplating that this was no good. Her arms had been hanging numbly on her sides but she now she tried to push him away off of her using them. A muffled cry escaped her mouth as he caught her mouth again trying to coax her.

"Don't… resist."

Relena head him whisper out of breath in her ear. The underlying tone in it was holding a threat making her body shudder under him. His hands were roaming all over now as he made himself comfortable in her lap. His knees were keeping his weight entirely from her and his tongue still teasing her endlessly and making her feel…

A picture suddenly appeared in front of her closed eyes.

'Trowa…'

How could she…? Relena felt disgusted about herself, because she let him and was enjoying it. The worst part was that she even didn't know him; how could she be doing this with a stranger? The thought was making her sick.

She bucked again against him, but this time he probably had enough of her resistance. He pinned her arms in a fluid movement above her head using one of his hands and then their eyes finally met again.

Relena was in a daze as she looked in his dark and lust filled eyes. Now she realized what she'd seen in those depths when he'd entered her cabin. It was the lust she'd seen it them; lust to her. The picture of Treize shot through her mind as her eyes were lost in those dark orbs. She vaguely heard the chair squeak again under them when Heero shifted his weight.

"Don't try my patience, Relena Darlian; I can use brute force too."

She felt herself looking astonished back as she heard him spit her name out. And now she finally comprehended that she was in a very, very bad and nasty situation. Heero pushed a few strands of her blonde hair out of her flushed face.

How the hell had she let him?

A smirk tilting his lips wasn't calming her anxiety at all and she unconsciously quivered under his gaze; her eyes still locked with his. His hot breath was still tickling her face.

"You're mine Relena," he said hoarsely before bending again towards her.

Relena wondered if he'd come here to doing this with her on purpose. Like he'd spit her name out, especially her surname, it looked like he knew her. But… what – hell, it didn't explain why he was doing this. Her hands were still pinned above her head; she could use them impossibly to push him away, but this couldn't go on like this. A gasp escaped her lips as with his free he started to unbutton her shirt. Relena was getting scared now of the consequences this would lead to if she didn't go over in action immediately as it finally dawned on her.

She shivered as his calloused fingers slipped under her shirt as he was too impatient to unbutton her shirt completely. His fingers traced her bare stomach while his mouth was going lower towards her chest leaving red marks behind. His hair again tickling her face and his uneven breathing on her chest. It was too difficult – impossible, to think, but Relena could feel his fingers gradually going higher and faster going towards her…

She squirmed under him, not wanting to feel him, wanting to block out the feelings he was stirring in her, but her efforts made his grip on her only stronger and more daring. Relena felt anxious thinking that a while ago her fiancé had saved her from Treize, but now when he wasn't here anymore who would help her this time?

Finally and unexpectedly and idea struck her mind to her relieve. If only Hilde would hear her loudly enough. Relena knew couldn't scream as hard that her secretary would hear her because he was somehow enfeebling her senses. She could kick against the desk or maybe even better; let the things fall that were left there after he'd been crawling over it.

He was too strong for her as he was weakening her. Relena heard the brown haired curse under his breath before he roughly caught her mouth again.

"Damn… I want you…"

Relena heard him vaguely whisper almost inaudible against her lips. This time when he tried to kiss her again, she pressed her lips firmly together as his tongue brushed on her lips for entrance.

'Not again, Yuy."

He was arrogant Relena found as his hands abruptly went to her bra-covered breasts squeezing them and making her gasp from his sudden touch so he could penetrate his tongue in her mouth again.

'Its now or never,' Relena thought as he let his hand wander over her thigh extremely near that intimate and sensitive spot. Relena stretched her legs as high as she could to get them on her desk. Wildly she moved them over it. Relena bit on his tongue but couldn't get herself to bit it harder like she should do. They both heard the loud noises in the room as things clashed at the floor again.

'Help me, Hilde, please…'

Relena found herself split in two; one side wasn't wanting him to stop but yearning to go on in pleasing her. The other was wanting him to stop; to leave her; the feelings he'd stirred in her to go away with him.

"Bad girl."

Relena heard him say astutely as he pulled back from her looking her in the eye. She wondered what he was thinking as his countenance and the dark look in his eyes didn't show any of his feeling. He wasn't looking depressed or disappointed as they heard the door swung open. Relena was so caught up in her eyes that she even didn't look up and the noise fell back into the background.

Instead of looking up she stared at the man sitting in her lap. Slowly his lips tilted again in a smirk. Relena wondered if he'd ever smiled because she saw him only smirking. He bent over to her promptly causing her heart to miss a beat.

"I'll see you later, Relena, and I promise we won't be disturbed again," he whispered his voice still husky from their exertion.

Their eyes met again as he pulled back. His eyes were twinkling mischievously and were craving for her. She could only gape dumbfounded at him. He got easily and at last off of her and straightened his clothes. Relena didn't dare to look up. She only wanted him to leave and never come back again. Heero watched her amused as he ran his fingers through his hair.

She'd been so in a dawdle and her arms numb like her body, she hadn't got her fingers once in his hair to touch it.

'What am I thinking? Why?' Relena sighed averting her gaze from him. 'Why is this happening to me? Why… again?'

She heard him walk away heading towards the exit. She wanted to cry preventing him from leaving; she wanted to be in his strong, firm arms again, feeling his rough, deft hands on her body, his lips on hers, and his breath in her face. Desperately she was longing to feel his thick, soft, brown and unruly hair, tangling her fingers in it.

An aching feeling in the pit of her stomach was evolving in her, overwhelming all thoughts. The dull pain was growing more with each step he took drifting further and further apart from her. The thought was irking her that she wanted him to turn back to her; giving her all the sensations he'd been inducing in her not a minute ago. She couldn't deny it to herself, but she knew she would never confess it to him. At least not yet.

As Relena finally got the courage to look up now she saw her standing in the doorway. Hilde had remained silent while Heero took his leave.

'He must've heard her coming…'

Relena thought, dreading what Hilde would say moreover what she would think about her now. She averted her eyes again when the door closed shut behind him.

'When will I see him again?'

"Relena…"

Her voice was soft, too soft. It made Relena feel guiltier than she already was feeling.

'I never want to see him again.'

She hated her traitorous body that was – had been yearning for him. She would never let him play again with her and her body.

"I'll see you later, Relena, and I promise we won't be disturbed again."

Relena closed her eyes wanting to banish those words from her mind.

"Sorry for not taking better advantage of you that night. I promise I'll make it up with you. Soon. Very soon."

"I'll please you soon, sweetheart."

Treize's last threats spun in her head as she though about him again. She was aware of the tenseness on her face and the knit between her eye brows as she contemplated that the two men could've connection with each other.

'What if Treize has sent Heero to me… but why would he…?'

Hilde suddenly interrupted Relena's train of thoughts by laying her hand gently on her slender shoulder. Her head snapped up to look in Hilde's kind but doubtful eyes.

"I – I'm sorry, Hilde…"

–

She stared down at her friend – her best and dearest friend. Hilde had seen in just one glance that Relena was broken. She'd already seen her break before like this; the day when Hilde confessed that Trowa wasn't alive anymore. It had been a terrible and difficult time for her to tell Relena; for Relena it had been too. But somehow Relena managed to keep herself together and go on with her life. Hilde envied her for that as she still hadn't been able to pick up the thread after he had left her.

She wondered what he had done or said to Relena that he'd landed in her lap. But then Relena had not been completely reluctant enough to stop; she'd let him partially, though not entirely willing with her heart Hilde concluded seeing the mess lying around the table.

When Hilde had noted him arriving in her cabin without knocking or confirming his arrival he'd said he wanted to meet her boss. Hilde had found him unmannered, conceited, self-righteous and particularly arrogant with his head raised up high and looking in contempt around. But before she'd considered this about him she'd found him in the first glance quite attractive and handsome though that didn't mean she was feeling attracted to him and had or would develop feelings for him as her heart was already occupied by someone else.

Hilde sighed as her thoughts were trailing off again. Gently squeezing Relena's shoulder Hilde smiled softly.

"It's OK, Relena; don't feel bad, I can understand."

Though she really hadn't understood her fried when she'd thrown the door wide-open five minutes ago. In utter amazement she'd stared at the back of his navy coloured shirt as he was undeniably sitting on Relena's lap. They both had been immobile and were still staring each other in the eye, paying no attention to the woman standing in the doorway.

Hilde felt that she wasn't present in the room as they didn't turn or look up at her; confirming her presence. Without any warning Hilde saw him bent a little. First she thought he would kiss the girl making Hilde already starting to feel awkward, but to her surprise he bent towards her left ear.

Hilde had vaguely heard him whispering something, but his voice had been too low for her to catch and understand what he was saying. Hilde had only seen her friend flinch at his words. Her eyes widened for a moment in shock before Relena had averted her eyes from him. He'd very long been staring down at her standing in front of the girl sitting in the chair. It'd seemed to last very long like hours, though it wouldn't have been more than half a minute.

As he'd turned around it looked like his chest had become even broader. From pride, she'd thought back then. A satisfied smirk was visible on his countenance; like he'd been wanting for a very long time to see Relena defeated like this. Hilde had been shaking from trying to keep her temper as he stopped aside of her looking again down at her like he was looking at some piece of trash.

"OUT! Yuy, or I'll call the guards and they'll throw you out," she gritted her teeth. His grin only widened as she almost spit the words out in his face.

"No need for that, young lady," he said shoving his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

He turned back to look at the girl he'd been seducing before Hilde interrupted them. Hilde followed his gaze and her eyes softened ass he saw her friend staring out of the window at birds flying high in the bright blue sky. Unconscious that they both were present in her cabin too like her and had been talking.

"Antara…"

Hilde heard him whisper and her gaze went over to his. He looked up at her, to her surprise a look of pain and anguish were in his eyes before he suddenly walked out the cabin and the door fell shut behind him with a thud.

There had been something mysterious about him. Hilde admired the dare he'd had to kiss Relena in her own office though it didn't take his arrogance away. Hilde looked down at Relena who was staring in her lap now, her shoulders slumped down.

"Relena," her strong voice made the blonde wince before she looked up.

As Hilde looked carefully at her now she saw the lipstick was smeared around her lips and how her lips had swollen up. Unmistakably the effect of his kisses. Nor did she miss the red marks on her neck; he must've had suckled at the flesh there. Hilde was astonished to see that even the first buttons of her blouse were still left open.

'What the hell had he been doing to her? If only I noted earlier the noises coming from here.'

Hilde leaned her back on the desk looking straight in her now dimmed blue eyes; she was looking completely exhausted.

"What happened, Relena?" When Relena started to avert her head again to the left, Hilde gently caught her at her chin. Turning her head back she pleaded with her eyes.

"Tell me."

o0o

"Dude! When tha hell did ya come back!" Duo cheered as he looked at his friend standing in the doorway of his mansion.

Heero tilted one eye brow. "Are you gonna invite me in or will you hear me out at your door?" he grinned.

Duo smacked with a hand his forehead jokingly. "Sorry, I can really be a dumbass sometimes. Come in, my friend." Duo beckoned his friend with a hand.

Heero followed Duo down the hallway towards the lounge while he kept chatting ceaselessly and Heero didn't bother to listen to him.

"So… when did ya come back? I thought you were settled abroad."

Heero kept silent for a moment looking at his fingers.

"I've my own reasons for that, Maxwell," he replied in a low voice looking up with his eyes telling Duo better not to meddle in his business and definitely not to ask further.

Duo felt unnerved but then continued with a merry smile on his face.

"You know what, I found girlie!"

"Hilde Schbeiker." Heero said in a bore tone and leaned back on the couch.

Duo's brows shot up in surprise.

"How did ya know?"

A sly grin was visible now on Heero's face as he looked up.

"I know more than you think, much more."

"Wow buddy, I should be really scared now, huh?" Duo uttered trying to make a joke.

"Nah, not you, but a certain somebody…" he replied studying his fingers again.

Duo watched him in confusion before he stood up and made an excuse.

"I'll get something to drink for ya. You must be thirsty in this hot weather of July."

"Like hell," Heero finished, "that bitch of a secretary didn't offer me even a glass of water."

"Huh, what – who?"

"Oh, Relena's secretary."

"Ah, I see… What!" Duo turned in the doorway to glare at his dear friend. "Did you call Hilde a bitch?"

"I was joking."

"…" Duo turned his back to the man on the couch heading to the kitchen.

"Which perfume did you use? Wait." Duo bent over the small table towards Heero as he handed him the cup of coffee. "Hey that's a – women's perfume!"

"So?" Heero said relaxing back and sipping from his drink.

"You never told me you'd a girl. I'm your best friend!" He accused him pouting.

"I never said I had one."

"Then from who is that perfume!"

"Oh… Relena Darlian's."

"WHAT!" Duo's was left hanging by his answer.
"Close your mouth, Maxwell; it's no pleasure to look in it."

"You… you didn't…"

Heero shot him a look.

"Yeah, I did."

"I don't believe you… Relena would never let."

Heero smirked.

"Then come tomorrow to watch with your own eyes."

I've no idea when I will update again as I just receive too less reviews and my exams are on the way. But I've only three weeks more! So I'm glad about that.
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